Gah!

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Back on a righteous eating and drinking program... for two days.  My blood sugar jumps right back to 546.  Why 546?  The last three times I tested it, when it was high, it was that number.  Never mind.  I'll have to do a beer flush.  I'm telling you, this is just odd.

I went down, but mostly just for a nap.  I dreamed of digging into the cave when I woke.  And it sounded good.  Reality just hasn't seen the dream life being realized.  Then again, the dream was more an over time thing.  I knew that in the dream.  Still not sure if it will work out but I would be greatly pleased to see it do so.  I am hoping to get trash and recycling out before too long.  Clearing and tearing down boxes, in this room or the kitchen, might not be bad.  Trash is easy this week, it's recycling that might be a bit of a number.

If... *cough*  When I get those things done, then I want to empty, swab, then dry the freezer, then take some measurements.  If that works well, maybe a shopping trip to town?  Not much.  Fresh fruit, a gallon or two of milk, a couple quarts of whole whipping cream, and perhaps some meat.  Just a bit.  Oh, and beer.  Seriously, I have to break this high sugar thing, and medicine and eating right doesn't do it.  Beer.  A case, maybe two, in a single event.  So... I ought to buy four or five.  I like to have beer on hand.  A few, more literally often, at a time can help keep blood sugars in check.

If all that works, I'll be well and ready for bed tonight.  Though I will try to stay awake until well into the evening... to get days and nights back on track.  Crazy stuff, but it'll work.  If I can keep pushing, and working, I'd like to get the kitchen and bathroom cleaned this week.  Then on to the other rooms.  I might be able to get to it.  Might.  I'm almost on my way back, I think, even with the temp sugar spike.  Later.